Whatever. I just came from a bar. I don’t want to go back to one.”“Yeah!” Eric said, a little too loudly.I stood up as the train was pulling i...to the next station. I held out my hand for her. She gave that twittering laugh she’s been doing and took my hand and stood up. She walked in front of us to leave the train. Eric was biting his lip, excited.I was enjoying the view. Her short, jet black hair with bluish streaks. Long neck. Nice little ass. These menacing black boots that made her a couple. Moans, groans and screams filled the still forest for quite a while before it subsided and turned to whimpers. The women were so busy enjoying their mutual lesbian pleasures that they were completely oblivious of the short clicking noise, that of a shutter closing. One thing was for sure. The scene had been immortalized in a series of photographs. Everyone later got back to Geneviève’s store and were quickly smuggled inside without anyone seeing anything. They had already seen what they wanted. I ran my fingers over his hardening nipples and I heard him sigh. I leant over and kissed his neck then straightened up straddled on his body. I moved my hand lower until it was on top of his rigid flesh that was struggling behind the jeans he had on. ‘Fucking free me babe,’ he almost begged, wincing with pain. I undid his trouser button and zipped down his jeans. His erection sprang upwards. It pleased me to know he had been wearing no boxing shorts. His dick was long and thick, with veins. .he slut Mom." Okay. Here I'll give you boost." Tucker started to feel horny. He lusted his sister!"I want her!" Tucker went after Whitney into her bedroom."Oh my god! Mom! What? Tucker? What are you doing?" Tucker grabbed Whitney's right breast and squeezed. As she screamed, he poured the milk in. Whitney's eyes went wide. She fought the milk as it took control. Then, she finally gave in and unhooked her bra.. She pulled off her shirt and they fucked. She gave him tons of blowjobs and her.